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Can't blame them. I mean to say - first inquest in their young lives and right in the family so to speak."
"Do you mind getting off the table, Mr. Eastley? I want to put the baking dish down there."
Bryan obeyed.
"I say, that fat's corking hot. What are you going to put in it?"
"Yorkshire pudding."
"Good old Yorkshire. Roast beef of old England, is that the menu for to-day?"
"Yes."
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"The funeral baked meats, in fact. Smells good." He sniffed appreciatively. "Do you mind my gassing away?"
"If you came in to help I'd rather you helped." She drew another pan from the oven. "Here - turn all these potatoes over so that they brown on the other side…."
Bryan obeyed with alacrity.
"Have all these things been fizzling away in here while we've been at the inquest? Supposing they’d been all burnt up."
"Most improbable. there's a regulating number on the oven."
"Kind of electric brain, eh, what? Is that right?"
Lucy threw a swift look in his direction.